I slowly fluttered my eyes open as the sun was shining through the curtains. As I tried to sit up I felt a tug around my waist. I looked down and saw an arm wrapped around me. I look to my right and see Chase laying down right next to me, tightening his grip. I would usually pull his arm away and escape his grip but this time I feel warm and like I belong with him.
I lay down and fall back asleep.
About three hours later, I hear sheets wrestling and Chase's grip tighten even more to the point I can't even breathe. I turn over and hear him mumbling, "No. No. Please. Bree. No. Bree. Please"
"Chase." I say shaking him awake. "Chase its okay. I'm here. Its okay."
His eyes snap open and he sits up immediately. He looks around and as he spots me, he tackles me with a hug. We hug for about five minutes. I know it doesn't seem long but Chase was squeezing me and it was hard to breathe. I didn't stop him because he seemed scared and it felt good. This rarely ever happened. And I hoped that this would happen more often.
When he finally releases me I ask, "What happened?"
"It doesn't matter. Bree, just know that I love you"
I sat there in silence running through memories and moments in my head.
I look up into his eyes grab his face. I kiss him like I would never ever kiss someone again.
I look back into his eyes and say the words I didn't think I would ever say, "I love you too."
